The Runaway Mother and Son Part 2

Five-Star Hotel in Busan

A man in his mid-fifties was playing hide and seek with his lover when their game was interrupted by the doorbell. He frowned but managed to smile at her.

In Korean, he said, “Wait for me."

He walked toward the door and checked the camera to see who was there. He was startled to see several of his men waiting outside.

He sighed, shook his head, and opened the door.

“What is it?” he asked, cutting straight to the point.

One of the men quickly responded, “Sir, we failed to capture your wife and son.”

Before he could say another word, he was slapped in the face.

“Boss,” the man said.

“You couldn’t capture a helpless mother and son?”

“Boss, someone intervened.”

“Huh?”

“Yes, boss. And he is no ordinary man.”

“Ordinary man?”

“No, I meant—”

“Shut up. I know what you meant.”

“Do you know this no ordinary man?”

“Yes, boss. He’s the grandson of Mr. Hong.”

“Mr. Hong?”

“Yes, boss. He’s Eric Hong.”

“Eric Hong, those nosy people.” He grabbed the man by the collar and said, “